This was a custom order that I did for a lovely little Juggalette in Florida. I made two so this one is still up for grabs. If you need it in another style or size I can make more , just shoot me an e-mail to creativerampage@gmail.com.

My belts are made securely using high quality brass rivets and the images are protected for life under a professional grade, waterproof, high glass finish.

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I actually wrote fairly extensively about FanLib in my recent publication, since it was a timely and perfect example of social norms in fandom--or rather, someone ignoring those norms, and the consequences of that. In the case of FanLib, they succeeded in alienating a large portion of the fans that they intended to court.

If you haven't heard of FanLib, or if you haven't heard of the enormous backlash surrounding its opening, I suggest you read this: Transforming Fan Culture into User-Generated Content. That was Henry Jenkins' take on the whole thing, and he also links to fan commentaries.

The unfortunate thing about the whole mess is that even as I was writing about it for the first time, the issue of fan-fiction-as-UGC was actually getting some attention, and because of FanLib, some copyright owners were actually encouraging fan fiction (which is something I always support)--but because of the way that the site was run and presented initially, they came across as taking advantage of the fans rather than doing something to help them.

In any case, the latest news is that FanLib is closing, for some undisclosed reason.

I think that Firefox News has said it best in terms of speculating about why the site failed (probably as easy as "not making enough money") and explaining why similar sites run by fans without any intention of making money are far more successful in the long run. And I think that if FanLib had been fan-run and not-for-profit and had somehow still managed to maintain some of the "legitimacy" of having TV shows sponsor contests and the like, then it could have been something extremely popular. Of course, there's also the issue of whether fan writers want to be "legitimate." As Jenkins mentions in the above essay, many don't want the limelight at all, and part of this is because of a community-held fear of legal consequences.

One good thing that the FanLib fiasco did spark is the Organization for Transformative Works, which will soon be launching Archive of Our Own, "a noncommercial and nonprofit central hosting place for fanfiction and other transformative fanworks, where these can be sheltered by the advocacy of the OTW and take advantage of the OTW's work in articulating the case for the legality and social value of these works." And I say to that: hurrah! I am actually trying to get involved with their legal committee, which I believe is headed by Rebecca Tushnet, one of my own personal legal academic heroes.

II can't say that I'm terribly surprised to see FanLib closing. But at the same time I do feel bad for the users (I think the last count I saw printed somewhere was 15,000? Which actually is not all that impressive considering that it's so inclusive and there are incredibly narrow Livejournal communities for fan fiction that have as many as 5,000) who loved the community. I do think that it was decent of the site to provide an easy way for users to download all of their stories and comments. I hope that once the OTW's archive opens up, they consider it as a new home, with less baggage.

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That's truth. Inner man's American Deity's topsoil humdinger Carrie Underwood lapping more Sebastian Bach vocals...annihilate than the enduringly blonde locks, the similarities afterthought.

See seeing that alterum under:

Fulmer really brought out his dukes on tonight's statement

Sometimes in the media, you get the most bland, cookie-cutter crap answers of all time. This is especially the case with Tennessee coach Phillip Fulmer. Trust me, when it comes to Fulmerisms, you'll get something that actually has a hint of color to it, look at the guy next to you like, "This actually had some personality to it." Then, Fulmer will say it about 8 million more times, and you realize that he's about the most unoriginal coachspeak head man in the country. From "working like heck" to "looks like Tarzan, plays like Jane," Fulmer has a million of them that he regurgitates.

Which makes his statement from today's Davidson County All-Sports Picnic about the Alabama-issued subpoena today all the more wonderful ... and unexpected. Sometimes, when Fulmer gets irritated especially or when you get him in a relaxed environment, he can be a quote machine. It's a little humorous to say that because he's normally so dull, but several lines in his following statement are fantastic. And I'm sorry we're just now getting this to you, so to make up for it, we're going to put what Fulmer said up top, followed by what Fulmer meant down below. Trust me, I've spoken with Fulmer enough to interpret this. We'll try to keep it clean.

How it's going to work is this: We'll go statement by statement of what Fulmer said and what he meant.

FULMER'S OFFICIAL STATEMENT/ WHAT FULMER MEANT

Fulmer said: "I do have to be a little bit careful -- a lot more than I'd like to be."

Fulmer meant: "Even though it's impossible for me to piss off an entire state more than I already have with that backwoods, redneck-infested space-filler of a pig sty that sits below us, Mike Hamilton has instructed me to keep it clean, and he writes the checks."

Fulmer said: "I was getting out of the car and was tossed a piece of paper that I picked up, stuck it in with a whole bunch of things that I had been reading on my way in from the airport and handed it to Bud Ford to put in his briefcase and forgot about it. I got a bunch of questions (from the media) about a subpoena that I hadn't seen."

Fulmer meant: "I rolled out of my overpriced ride when some obnoxious idiot with a smarmy grin and who looked like he'd be more comfortable wearing a grease-stained crimson T-shirt with a Budweiser in one hand and a head full of his smart-mouthed wife's hair in the other tossed me a piece of paper. I pitched it toward the Maxim and Big & Tall sales catalog I'd been browsing through on my way in from that sorry excuse for an airport in Birmingham when I told Bud Ford to check it for Anthrax and get it out of my sight. I have cliches to spout  and doughnuts to eat, so I forgot about it. Then, I proceed to get a bunch of rhetorical questions from a bunch of overweight and underpaid blowhards with a laptop and a hard-on about a subpoena that I refused to talk about.

Fulmer said: "I wasn't expecting a subpoena, but maybe every time I go to Birmingham I probably will be expecting a subpoena. As it turns out it's some sort of subpoena to do something, and I will let the attorneys all handle that. The issue is it's all crap and they are trying to use the press trying to use a day that's very special to the Southeastern Conference for players and the coaches."

Fulmer meant: "A subpoena? What the s*** for? I mean, I turned in your sorry, cheating butts four years ago, but I guess every time I enter into a place that's as behind in the times as the state of Alabama, I should expect some crap like this. I know how much they like living in the past down here, after all. Some podunk, no-name town that I only know because there's a linebacker there we're recruiting from there wants me to show up in Birmingham in some court two days before we play Auburn. So, they want me to go look at a bunch of slimey weasels in suits before I HAVE to go COACH against a slimy weasel in an Auburn hat. Well, whoop-de-frickin-do. Basically, since nobody's ever heard of this lawfirm, I'm pretty sure that the same guys who got us out of everything we've ever been accused of at Tennessee can squeak me out of this one. I may have a big butt, but when you got lawyers like I have, I have all the Crisco I need to get me out of a corner, I can tell you that much. If they didn't pin us for Tee, Mr. Wendall, you ain't pinning us for this. All this to piss in my Cheerios on our media day."

Fulmer said: "Because they can't win legally, they are trying to play the game in the press. I am more than a little PO'd about any part of that. It's sad that a few publicity-hunting lawyers in one of our sister states want to keep open a chapter of history that has long since been closed, and as far as I'm concerned, will stay closed. Obviously, this is an effort to distract our football team or distract me in some way. The last time this happened, we won the division with two freshman quarterbacks. We won't be distracted. I had a good conversation with the commissioner about it."

Fulmer meant: "Because they've got about as much chance of beating UT in court as Kentucky does on the field, they're trying to get the only profession low enough to consider Finebaum a part of it to be the ring-leader in this backwoods circus. I'm pissed'er than heck about this, and we're working like heck to get it resolved. It's just unfortunate that a bunch of money-grubbing whores in suits are trying to finance their weekend coke habit because getting high is the only thing to do in their one-stop-light, pissant town. And they're trying to bring up the past again, bringing back the days when Alabama out-bid everybody for players. As far as I'm concerned, Bear Bryant is still dead. Get over it. They're just trying to distract our football team because they know that 41-17 was a shot-in-the-dark fluke and that they're destined to get dragged through the coals against us this year. But you know what? We play best with our backs against the wall, and the last time this happened, we won the division with a player who once tried to throw a lateral in his own end zone against LSU and another who couldn't even spell "Schaeffer" and was the only person on the field dumber than his head coach. AND THIS WAS WHEN THEY WERE TRUE FRESHMEN!! We're not distracted. I talked as briefly as I could with that slimeball Mike Slive, and it just reiterated how much I miss Roy."

Fulmer said: "About being in Birmingham, I wasn't trying to mislead anybody. I hadn't looked at anything."

Fulmer meant: "I'll apologize once for lying because I have to. Then, leave me alone. I've been in the state of Alabama all day. Surely, that's punishment enough."

Or I could just wear my Natsu costume from Anime North again. And this time make his little man-purse to go with it. Then I wouldn't have to carry my frog-pack around like last time.
.....I'm not hating on the frog-pack or anything, I swear! But it was annoying to have to find a place to put it for pictures and stuff.
Also those fucking shoes. THEY GAVE ME MEGABLISTERS IT WASN'T EVEN FUNNY.

But, if anyone has any ideas for stuff I could pull together from a thrift store that would be rad. Real rad.

For a snapshot of ten years of media fandom history, and why our collective increased visibility is not The End Of Fandom As We Know It, read over here.

If you're concerned about your personal privacy, check out these simple steps.

In unrelated news, someone writes fic reviews and someone else is upset, leading to a refreshingly righteous rant that there is no universal definition of civility and a semi-related discussion of how concrit is darn hard to give.

Many of the posts on this subject (metafandom has more) have a chorus of commenters exclaiming, "Where are these people who give criticism, and how can I get them to read my fic?" Count me in.

¡Oh,Greg!

• Siapa dia? Kapan pertama kali anda 'mengenal'nya, dan apa yang membuat anda kemudian memutuskan untuk menjadi fansnya?
• Apa saja yang pernah anda lakukan sebagai 'fans'? Menempelkan posternya di kamar? Terus mengikuti kabarnya? Mengoleksi pernak-pernik yang berkaitan dengan dirinya? Berusaha melihat dirinya secara langsung (misalnya ketika sedang tur atau berkunjung ke kota tempat anda tinggal)?
• Mari sedikit mengkhayal: Apa yang akan anda katakan dan lakukan jika memiliki kesempatan untuk bertemu dan berbicara secara langsung dengan tokoh yang anda kagumi itu?

Tidak hanya terbatas pada individu saja, topik ini juga dapat diperluas cakupannya ke arah kelompok, seperti klub olahraga atau grup band.

[Comot satu ide lagi secara acak... ]

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^ SEE PICTURES OF:

-Evanna Lynch

-Tom Felton

-The Phelps Twins

-Jessie Cave

-Possibly Rupert Grint?

Rather than go into it, you should listen to that story.  What I'm a fan of here is kilts.  I own a Locharron Elliot tartan 16oz. wool kilt tailored in Scotland.  I love it.  It's heavy, warm, and can either be casual or dressy.  I would love to be able to afford Utilikilts and get rid of about half my pants.  Check out their Mockumercials.

I'm a fan of this, too.
Calif. Congresswoman Aims To Limit Ads' Volume
http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=92768082&ft=1&f=3

Basically, someone in Congress finally decided she was tired of variable volume between TV programs and commercials and is calling on the FCC to do something about it.  And here I'd thought common sense had left the Captiol Building.  Forget SmartSound, call in the U.S. Congress!  And the name of the bill:  Commercial Advertising Loudness Mitigation Act -- the CALM Act.

I'm a fan of a lot of other things, too, and you can discover that as this journal develops, including things like, well, my religion, my wife, beer, gardening for food, soccer (mild fan), and baseball (mild fan).  I won't say the teams I prefer for those last two sports, just to save myself from mass ridicule.

Short one for now, and that's all I have to say.

Cheers,

Red Wolf

The Taste of Euphoria: A Farewell to the Potterverse

by Cassandra Vablatsky

1: Lily

(In later years, Snape would remember that sixth-year Potions class almost as a dying person might recall their last period of remission. A brief, graceful interlude that could not last. James Potter, mercifully, was not present. Nor were Avery and Mulciber. Snape and Lily worked together in every lesson, apparently reconciled, the most able potioneers in the school. Sometimes he could even imagine they were as close as they once were... yet each knew that this restored friendship was too fragile to survive outside the classroom, in a world in which they were already irrevocably divided.)

'Once again, Miss Evans appears to have rewritten the textbook,' said Professor Slughorn, with an appreciative wink. He had lingered by their table for most of the lesson, prepared to be impressed. Now he bent over the cauldron, which seemed to be full of liquid sunlight, and stepped backwards, shading his eyes.

READ ON...

... 1 YEAR ANNIVERSARY ...

En esta entrada vamos a ver una web que puede ser de ayuda para muchos escritores de fics. Para que sepáis mejor de qué trata, dejo la definición que dicen en la web:

La columna es, básicamente, un sitio creado para tus ensayos y otros trabajos que no entran dentro del terreno del fanfiction. Por ejemplo, si has desarrollado alguna idea acerca del universo Slayers (y otros), has escrito un ensayo y quieres que los demás lo lean, éste es tu lugar.

Estos ensayos que menciona van desde como empezar el fic hasta cómo poder superar un bloqueo.

La web, los ensayos publicados, están hechos por una escritora slash, así que algunas de sus entradas pueden contener referencias o ejemplos sobre ese tema, pero eso no quiere decir que no puedan ser usados por el resto de escritores.

Es muy posible que la gente piense que es más fácil preguntar algunas de estas dudas a gente conocida o en foros especializados, pero si se quiere ayuda, por un poco más de información, no pasa nada. Así que recomiendo que todo ficker pase por allí, aunque sea por pura curiosidad. Siempre se puede aprender algo nuevo.

La columna. Oro y Amatista: Dragón y Demonio.

Espero que nos veamos pronto ;)

Until Sunday, July 20th at midnight (pacific, I believe), you can watch all three acts of Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog. Mad Scientists, Supervillans, and frozen yogurt. AND IT"S A MUSICAL! Joss Whedon, you've done it again. You make things that make me happy. Thank you.

I adored every second about it. It makes me feel good to be alive, and a geek. This is the kind of movie that makes me light up like a juiced filament. I'll buy the episodes after they go on sale, I'm sure. Go. Watch. Enjoy.

(Now, of course, I want to make some wallapers. Hmmmm...)

As is entirely normal, OGT beat me to a post about Nogizaka Haruka no Himitsu. This is not unusual, and indeed should comfort those of you who place your faith in an orderly universe. Not surprisingly, OGT speculated on the root cause of the "shame" associated with being an anime fan, or オタク (you read anime blogs and don't have Japanese characters on your computer? For shame). It's a very interesting topic, but not quite where I want to go with this. I'm more interested in the effects the show could have -- which, to be fair, OGT also talked about.

Nogizaka Haruka no Himitsu, or The Secret of Haruka Nogizaka, is about a guy, Ayase Yuuto, and a girl, Nogizaka Haruka. The basic set-up is that Ayase has grown up with an overbearing sister who invites his teacher, also overbearing, over to party a lot. They're both typically either drunk or hungover, demanding food. As a result, Ayase doesn't care for women too much -- indeed, within three sentences one of his friends says everyone thought Ayase was gay for a while.

Nogizaka, on the other hand, is the typical sweet-oujo of the high school. As far as I know, she doesn't fit exactly the mold of The Oujo, but she does fit the role. She's rich, beloved by everyone in the school -- she plays piano, somehow loudly enough (while retaining dynamics) for everyone anywhere in the school to pause and listen. She has, predictably, a reputation for being unapproachable for dates -- which, running with the anime norm, is sort-of unfounded, as apparently no one's ever tried.

This sounds like the set-up for a lot of romantic comedies of the Japanese persuasion. Hell, it matches a fuck-ton (a technical term, don't try this at home kids) of comedies set in high school, and nearly all the cookie-cutter high school dramas/comedies that we usually forget about after a while. God help me, I watched nearly all of Tokimeki Memorial: Only Love, so I should know this pattern when I see it.

Yes, I've been putting off what you're waiting for. The selling point of the show is that, secretly, Nogizaka is an otaku, or "akibe-ken," as I think the show put it. Gasp, I know.

Nogizaka reacts poorly when Ayase finds out. Eventually they come to share the secret together, and they're friends. Fine, good. This show could go in a few different directions. It could culminate in Haruka's secret getting out somehow -- in which case, I think no one would care in the school, because they're all in love with her anyway. Indeed, the consumption of anime in the school would probably go up, as she even has one of those awful "defense force" fanclubs who are so obsessed they keep other people away from her (more on this later, as it's a trope I absolutely loathe). This option is, I think, fairly shallow, as it says the nerdy hobby doesn't matter -- when you're totally hot. It's like that American movie, She's All That, where the jock falls in love with the nerd when she's all dressed up like a cheerleader. He doesn't really accept her, he just notices her. There's a difference.

The show could go in a different direction -- Nogizaka could become comfortable with her identity, and the "secret" would no longer be a "secret," merely a facet of her personality. This is, of course, what most of us persecuted nerds would most like to see, I'm guessing.

The show could also just continue on into the sunset, keeping the status quo. That is, it's still a secret, Nogizaka is still awkward about other people knowing her hobby, and Ayase, uh, you know, stands there.

Finally, the show could do something entirely crazy, I don't know.

The show has the potential to give us a rallying cry, a kind of backbone or support system for our passions that happen to stray from the norm. It probably won't, though. The show itself is a little too white bread typical for that to happen. Ayase isn't all that interesting -- he's not as boring as a lot of protagonists are in these situations. The aforementioned Tokimeki had one of hte worst, but think of most harem comedies. I suppose what's-his-face from Kanon is an exception. Ayase isn't quite that boring, but he's still pretty faceless. What does he do for fun? I'm forced to wonder. Apparently he doesn't actually like anime, but he doesn't hate it either. He doesn't like cooking, apparently. Does he have a hobby? Nogizaka, in the first episode at least, hasn't actually revealed her nerd-fu. I'm guessing she's not a Gundam-freak, as her apparently super-otaku-ears pick up conversation about the clumsy girl show that's just started the night before, but what is she in to? Is she like Konata, fascinated by moe and girls in the same way the guys are? Does she fangirl over shoujo manga and bishounen? She's an oujo who happens to like anime a lot -- we're told. But as anyone who's been through even one workshop class can tell you, they'll need to show, not tell.

That's my main point there. But, as promised, my take on "pretty girl defense forces." I hate them. I'm not sure where I first saw them, but one really good example was Shuffle! Yes, I watched all of it, and enjoyed it. The three main girls, angel, demon, and human -- I can't remember their names, so I didn't enjoy it that much, apparently -- all manage to become so popular in the school that they have oodles of boys swearing to defend their honor. This is, of course, incredibly selfish. I recall one show, I don't know which one, that openly stated that some of this stuff was due to the members not wanting anyone to get an advantage over them. Wait, right, it was Fruits Basket, so it was the manga more than the anime. In it, the Yuki fanclub all swear never to talk to Yuki without another member present, so no one can ask him out, basically. Then they proceed to try to keep all the other girls in the school away from him, just like the guys in Shuffle! and Nogizaka Haruka no Himitsu. Basically these people are dillweeds. They usually show up to keep the protagonist from talking to the object of obsessive, stalkery-love -- even though we know the protagonist and the object are actually friends, if not more, and they have no business interfering. If it's a comedy like this, the protagonist also ends up being unfairly assaulted, which I never find funny at all, actually. Hell, I was uncomfortable with Tom and Jerry cartoons growing up, a bit, as they never seem to have a reason for what they're doing.

But i never tell you about my background, nee?

So...

My Name is Tsukiokuhime Cavallone, daughter of Dino Cavallone [Otou-sama] and Mother Hibari Kyouya.

Yes, Dino is my daddy...

Dino papa...i miss him...where are you? Now Hiba-mama is helping Uncle Yama and they think he she loves him >_< Ow, you're reading my letter, nee? Please, come back!!!

and this is my mama...

.... well, this mama when he she was a child, kawaii nee??

Teenage Mama, she was the leader of Diciplinary Comittee when he met my vert clumsy papa =)

My mama rigt now, he she's so pretty!!! I love my mom! She's now helping uncle Yama, my mama is so nice :D

Now that Papa is gone somewhere, mama always... like this... she's alone, waiting for Papa...

Now, if i recall, they used to do this... i'm right beside Papa and Mama...

I saw this, when Papa left Mama. Mama is kinda sick... poor Mama...

No matter how far Papa is and wherever he is, i'm sure he still has this photo in his wallet :D

That's my family :D *whacked in the head*

But now, i like to laugh; "Kufufufufufu" like Uncle Muku, why?
This is because...

Mama once had an affair with UNCLE MUKU!!!!

Uncle Muku used to come to our house and i liked to talk to him [SM, anyone?]. I never know that Uncle Muku & Mama did that, Papa was sad...

But then Papa said "It's fine, Kyouya.... i love you..." and Mama is like.. "....."

After that, Uncle Muku come with Aunt Tuna and apologize. We're happy once again!!! :D

Aunt Tuna forgave Uncle Muku and they live happily again!!!

Papa is so kind, no matter how hard Mama on him, he's always smiling. Mama is strong too, i love them both!

 
They're happy again and i'm happy!!!

Sneak Peak....

I got this from Uncle Yama's wallet. Uncle Yama & Aunt Goku when they're still on schoooolll!!!! So kawaii!! :D

I caught Okita-nii & Kagura-nee-chan red-handed yesterday!!!! Oww, Okita-nii is my big bro while Kagura-nee-chan is his girlfriend :D

I caught my Senpai; Hijikata-senpai confessed to Ginpachi-sensei yesteday?? Aww, i'm so curious >_<

Me & Okita-nii caught them, Abe & Mihashi-kun!!! :D :D

My crush :D :D

See you later!!!

ALL PICTURES BELONGS TO THEIR RESPECTIVE OWNER!!

Oh, and this is me :D :D

I know, you are thinking that : "HOW COULD THIS KIND OF FUJOSHI BECOME DINO & HIBARI'S Daughter????" :D :D